"You don't need to know why I have all these. All you need to know is that if you don't want to die, go out and persuade those you'd organized to protest to return to work. Don't let others use you as a tool and even put your life on the line," Mu Huan said coldly.
Johnson looked at her for a long moment, then suddenly, he was tearing at the information in agitation.
Mu Huan did not stop him.
After he tore it all up, she said kindly, "Are you done? If not, I have a lot of such documents here."
"You…" Johnson was so angry that his face turned green, red, and white.
"Why? Are you so naive to think that this is all I have?" Mu Huan raised an eyebrow.
Looking at Mu Huan in this state, Johnson was so angry that he rushed forward to grab her and punch her. But before he could touch her, she lifted her leg and kicked him away.
His eyes widened in shock.
How could this be! How could this be!
